"You're so gorgeous, I can't say anything to your face."
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In which two F1 drivers despise eachother.
But how different are love and hate... really?
loosely based on the song gorgeous by taylor swift because it's hot :)
"Let me radio him! Someone fucking let me!" I scream over my own radio, hitting my steering wheel.
"You okay?"
"No i'm not fucking okay!" I start to get out of my car when my radio pings again.
"Get out of the car, Caroline. Are you physically okay?"
"Yes." I grumble, angry doesn't even start to explain what I feel. My family is here today, my friends are here today, Lando fucking Norris is also here apparently! Fucking up the side of my car!
The safety car is deployed and I down my water as soon as I get to my garage, "Norris!" I pull my helmet off, too angry to do it before. My braids are practically coming apart.
"Hun are you okay?" B runs up to me, phone, camera, and digital in hand.
"I'm going to kill him." I smile and look around, trying to figure out how quick I can get my hands around his neck!
"You're hyped on adrenaline." An australian voice comes next to me, "I'll need to check you out."
"I'm fine!" I snap but I'm being medically checked two seconds later. As soon as the medic clears me I book it out of the garage. The race has continued after clearing debris from Norris' car. I'm holding a red bull and I'm not even sure where I got it.
I was good.
I was going to make it!
Until he snaked me!
I get to the mclaren garage in seconds, "Hey hey you can't-" someone tries to stop me but I don't listen, walking straight up to Lando who has his head down while leaning against the wall.
"Caroline-" no notices me in seconds.
"Norris! What the fuck was that!?" I throw my arms open and he steps forward.
"It's called racing, love. Look it up!" He's defensive as shit even though I know he knows it's his fault.
"That was a childish ass move and you know it!" he rolls his eyes.
"Fuck that, It was one mistake!"
"A mistake that cost me the race!" I yell in his face.
"You weren't leading anyways." I take a step forward at his words. I was leading but my pit crew fucked up which landed me in front of Norris. I was supposed to win.
"That doesn't make it okay!"
"I'm just saying it made it less worse!" I'm pretty sure my eye twitches.
"You got cocky." I shake my head, "Why the fuck was I the collateral damage!?"
"Why the fuck are you here, Wells? Get out." He points to the door and I put my hands on my head, "I'll be yelled at enough today, I don't need this! I thought I would make it!"
"Suck my goddamn dick, Norris! You wanna know what winning tastes like?" I take my red bull and pour it over his head, throwing the can on the ground. "Champagne is better but I guess you wouldn't know that." I turn my ass around and walk away, ignoring the cameras pointed at me.
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